Nor does it really want to stay very well. Red is the flaky boyfriend of hair color.

I’m at a TDCJ unit that’s Dallas-adjacent. (Being vague to avoid the risk of getting shitcanned, etc.)

Yup. In my north-central Texas medical unit, the a/c has been out for weeks. It’s far worse for the inmates in the dorms, but I spent today trying not to drip sweat into my patients’ open wounds while doing dressing changes.

This. Plus, if I can recall correctly, flat racing jockeys’ boots are much less substantial than regular riding boots (because making weight is hard enough already). I have a pair of Dehners that are like the second pic and I swear to God they have to weigh 15#.

Yup. Here too. Between having a drill sergeant-esque Pony Club leader and being a working student for a seriously old-school fox hunter/eventer, dirty boots remain a serious No-No in my mind, lo.

I know, right?? Apparently dancing in heels is no biggie, but that standing/angling one’s body slightly will getcha.

My 56 year old grizzled farmer-type father watches it for the exact same reason. He’s so not the sitcom type, so the fact that he watches it never fails to amuse me, lol.

And some unfortunate folks, like my gentleman friend (for lack of a better term; I hate calling him my boyfriend :/), have a gene that makes them metabolize opiates in a way that makes them damned near worthless for pain management. He was 100% opiate naive prior to his hernia surgery, and veterinary amounts of…

Awesome! Those were the golden years for BC saddles, for sure. If you felt like messing with it, a saddler can replace the fleece pretty easily and at minimal cost. My pops used to ride so much that he had his done every couple of years, so it’s apparently less of a hassle than reflocking an English saddle (which…

Although I ride English now, I grew up Western, so I can safely say that your folks have excellent taste in saddles. Billy Cooks are no joke!*

My instructions to any future potential gentleman who might get a wild hair up his butt and buy me jewelry/a ring are to get whatever’s cheap at Claire’s and spend the money on a saddle instead. Ya girl needs some custom tack in her life FAR more than a ring, future maybe gentleman.

Yup yup. Prostaglandins get released to cause the blood vessels/uterus to contract (the body’s attempt at damage control, e.g. keeping bleeding to a non-fatal level); said prostaglandins are hella non-specific, so they invite the large intestine to the contraction party as well. Thus, period shits.

My cat just came sprinting across the house so she could rub her face against my phone. Apparently she’s a fan of this song as well. :)

In my dad’s side of the family, it’s become somewhat of a tradition to take one’s maiden name as an extra/replacement middle name after marriage.

Yup. Complete with a hunter pinwheel at the bottom

I showed a little Morgan mare who had, just, so freaking much mane, and did that, too. It looked awesome for about 5 minutes until she inevitably did the pokey nose/head flip and ruined it. I miss that little heifer.

I have a really bad habit of biting my lips/the insides of my cheeks when I’m bored. My Lucycat is convinced that I’m secretly eating something when I do this (because mouth moving - talking = eating, obvs), and does the head-tilt/tappy-paw in an attempt to convince me to share.

My hypothesis is that FAS is more a result of the malnutrition that usually accompanies serious alcohol use/abuse than consumption of alcohol itself. Said opinion is loosely based on my understanding of Wernicke-Korsakoff syndrome (thiamine deficiency) and the fact that we give folic acid (which is wicked important to…

Baileys and coffee FTW

Your capacity for empathy is a balm to my prickly nugget of a soul. May the universe reward you with health, happiness, and fluffy squidgy-face puppies/kittens. :)